Super Positioning
Power Full Rewarding
Uncertainty Amusing
Grateful Kisses
Shared And Missed
In Simultaneous Randomness.
-Gray Squirrel
07-22-2025
imbibing bliss magnetism vibratory
mood and mode celebratory
poised in witness mode
we sing to the void an ode
for the benign divine facilitation
positioning us in all time meditation
Hear me out please, Lord, for to you I do pray.
I’ve lost my direction lately, will you point the way?
I’m trying to redirect myself as you asked me to.
Now I need your help, I am counting on you.
Should I sit here and wait for you, I don’t have a clue.
I need you to tell me, Father, the next thing I’m to do.
I’m laying here writing this, I’ve made you a room.
Looking for your guidance, hope to hear from you soon.
Your word says to believe, nothing’s impossible to you.
I struggle to accept that, I guess because I am new.
Will, you talk to my mind, do you someone to say.
Like, son, walk in that direction, and I’ll show you the way.
I’ll share this with others, who struggle just like me.
I want to make it easier, to help other believers to see. Expect a good outcome, is what I just heard you say.
Just stand on your living word, and I will find my way.
Don’t doubt, or deny you, and you’ll help me to win.
Because disbelief or doubt is one of man’s greatest sin.
I will repeat your word, that’s what Jesus would do.
And let you do the rest, I know you will come through.
Stratocaster
She spoke of diversity and inclusion
and made it overly obvious
that she wasn't interested in
a relationship with me
I loved her company
she was almost mystical
it served her well as she
could bring a smile to
a porcupine she was that
naturally attractive.
She was so beautiful that
she could stand in a room
surrounded by people
and no one ounce of
insecurity would show
due to her knowing how beautiful
she is.
Timeless beauty one would
refuse to talk in tenses that
she in her eldest stage of life
was as beautiful as any
woman in the world.
I often imagined being at the center of
her desires
to have her love me as much as I loved
her
non obsessive
and non dangerous
but a serious honest
loving relationship
were our togetherness is
our major concern
a relationship were
Oh how they marveled at
us as we are a templet for
one wha successful relationship
then I woke up
to the reality of
me positioning
myself to something
that never was and
that could never be
Tim Horton, Tim Janis
Kofi Annan, In a scaffold that knots a shoeless
You are mincing me on a cutting board, these days
In pounds per pounding heart , with knives and bleesed hone
You were a father's lump and a mother's grace
And slowly in your ladder you learned to term these as art
Not those in Those Winter Sundays.
What did you do with that wooden frame?
Did you find the tree in ancestry?
In a writer's studio
Yes even without an autobiography
Surname, on a Harlem street, for one , Lucy Heo?
She is on learner's permit
Dreaming in off white in a bloodshed
That paid housekeeping in Ramses Two.
For a resume in pre-positioning Curator
Which rub will call prophecies of Moses through optical fiber
In Tele-communication.
For an analog togetherness, long gone, scare-crow , coo!
to exhibit digital exit, incognito, too.
Horween she demanded
a suit fabulous and refined
I wish to be outstanding
revered and defined
Shangtung shirt
to clothes me
a worthy fabricated
brand
then my date shall
recognize me
than I might be
new to his
positioning
Harto the days
when I never knew you
now I'm blessed to have
found you
I smile cheering
us together
wishing
wanting
desiring
and eager
such an obligation
What is a "gloatsmere"
one would ask as we thought
she created the term.
But she described it as fudgelling and
Positioning oneself to be seen as more
available.
We asked her use it in a phrase., so
she did.Waking at 4:00, she dressed
and went out to the dining area seeming busy
so that someone familiar would see her
and ask her to be current company. A word
to describe a mild friendship between
neighbors and like minded people..
Though one would seem
he was the weakest member
of the weight lifting team , due
to his size: he proved
to be one of
the most valuable member in
the absure feats that
defined him as best.
Because she saw seen as callipygian being
fudgelled severed her well
as she often meet friends who
liked feeling familiar to her.
In full consideration and with respect
of those who viewed her as pompous she
would often be mindful of culture by wearing attire
that celebrated the occasions and the day.
Done without any regard to the opinions
and thoughts of others.
Written by
Lambada Pagode
"the UnderStudy Gal"
Sun
The sun rose and set.
I kept looking at the piece of fire I saw in my childhood.
In my current age,I moved the sun with mysterious powers.
And by positioning the sun well, I strengthened the good life.
Bequeathed of the faculty of
balanced return, of equilibrium,
turning the totem burn of caloric expectancy,
cause and effect
translating universal machine dialect
satellite positioning itself in the physics of
affection, affinity, sistered brotherhood in
reality check of relative fee.
Beneath the atmosphere, here,
clings one to another like faded dusk
to a pregnant dawn.
As he leaves, she returns, again
to meet him in circular run.
In Fibonacci launchpad portals of
action and reaction chained to loop again.
Chi and grace turns,- will and space.
Like a cog that swings the pendulum scale,
weighing relational phi in the window of pi?
Certainly in the window of possibility
where the harmonic scale is like two dragons
chasing each other's tales,
hooking claws into foothold of reality,
like a fitting piece of harmonic puzzle poetry.
There is no facade here, no illusion or trickery.
Science is poetry and poetry is the science
of the mind in artistry, intertwined.
Everything with potential, dependency.
Yin and Yang,
of the divine.
So I love thee
Sure I love you
Such that I love you
Surely, on point that I love you
But I shall always
Bearing always
Boasting I shall
Be ever and always present in...
I love thee
I love you
In-envisioning positioning
But I shall always
Bearing always
Boasting I shall
Be ever and always present in...
So I love thee
Sure I love you
Such that I love you
Surely, on point that I love you
sore I soar so soul that I love thee--
1/4/24
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2024©
THOUGHTS OF BOY JACKSON
'They say "All work without play makes Jack a dull boy."
Then, all play without work should make him a smart boy!'
Right? That's definitely not viewed from good positioning.
Doubtlessly, Jackson's thoughts seem to be malfunctioning.
Life will play with your emotions like it's just a toy.
All play without work only makes Jack a playboy.
The fun of today is only tomorrow's failure decoy.
"All work without play makes Jack a dull boy."
But all play without work will also make him poor.
And reality will come at you like fantastic four.
"All work without play makes Jack a dull boy."
Work & play in order to attain unsumountable joy.
VICK MANUEL POETRY {VMP}
FORM: Rhymes
Copyright ©?December 2023.
Baby you mean the world
to me
not doubt about it
I want the world to see
We talking love
comittments
and obligation
love me honestly
love me honestly
noble thoughts
thrilling reflections
positioning me
into a lovers usefulness
to disagree
would leave me rejected
keep you close
what we have together
we start to protect it
exicted in my own mind
to speak
I love you
a husbandry natural
wrecked of loneliness
I never wanna be like that
the hunger and want
to the rendering of us together
early insights
to say you'll leave me never
I can truely say
in candor truth and being sincere
I love you
is something
I need to hear
From Blue skies dark nights
by Matthews and Driggs
Composed by Fendt Ludovico
and Calow Ludovico
some appears from
"Warm Jacket: Cold Woman"
performed by Mittez and Doodle Music Company
I seldom take a book with me
more reading entertainment
watching others turn their
pages, body-language a literary
giveaway
the positioning of their heads
how torsos are tilted right or
left, perhaps Representative of
one's politics – foreign occupation
by written words
of another
one can't tell a book by its cover
but a whole lot revealed by the
measure of pages read...lack of
conversation
and how eyes
avert....
there stands
such
a gracious
elderly lady
positioning
herself
in the confines
of my fenced
back yard,
silent
as she speaks,
nor moving
her limbs
until the winds
comes
to rob her
of her dress,
swaying green
fabric,
but still
proud,
full of life
bearing
her children,
not
one or two,
but countless
numbers
all held close
to her breast,
growing,
waiting,
now,
in the late
time of fall,
each child
ready
to free
themselves,
a wave
goodbye
as she
reluctantly
watches
them
leave home.
Only ghosts man these
old frontier outposts now
They rock back and forth on
driftwood chairs on the porches
of the town main street shop's
and saloons
Hoping and praying for a piece
of tumbleweed to pass bye to
make this day somehow
memorable
The sun's positioning says this
would have been rush hour way
back then
When they left they stole the
boots off the dead so as to
keep the noise of trampling feet
down
The weeded grass in the graveyard
has turned ginger brown
And the names on the crosses
have almost totaly eroded and
faded away completely
Soon enough this here town
wont be found on any map
anymore and when that happens
It won't be a ghost town it
will be as if it never existed
at all
And at that point then even the
ghosts will have to contemplate
maybe leaving and moving on
Because even the dead need
some form of life to exist
Above ground zero
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